What She Wants

She wants clean sheets and yellow flowers
Jello shots drunken love and divine
Thundershowers at night
She wants collector coins, stamps and figurines
She wants to be numb if she can’t have it all
She’ll walk alone until she can’t remember who she is
Or where she’s from
She wants to find a place where shame can’t visit her
And burn her skin
She wants to be right and she wants to know when she’s wrong
Before she actually is wrong
She wants to see the other side of my street